Black Moor - Death to the False Emperor

 

Vikings of the forty thousands
Sailing on the blackest sea
Continuing our reign for eons
Universe, soon ours will be

Chorus
Moving to a new planet, moving to destroy
We see it, and we have it, entire planet's fate is sealed
Deploy landing mechanisms, move out with guns blazing
Marching legions, a deadly rhythm, the planet's death is here

Space is now our territory,
Engines roaring, loud as hell
You won't live to tell the story,
Demise for you, so soon

Chorus